My Gallantry Unadulterated
My Gallantry Unadulterated
Let the hatred vanish my love for this once
Let not the feels get adulterated by the masquerades in it
When I hate you this while, let it be seen with a Fargo though
You bear or bear not; I may be true to the heart and you
Contingent is not it, but is just gloomy for today
Though I know, when tomorrow I shall wake, I may again pray and pray
For you to flourish and Almighty may have you nourished